I love her 
my special lil gal. She has begun giving more nose-kisses daily than Socks ever has the whole time I've rehabilitated that brown piece of flabby tabby 
they are going to fight so stupidly over sleeping with me once Sheila's fixed. We are close to the savings mark for her spay 
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I get so sad on spay day. There's a reason why we do it, but they'll never understand. I dunno. I guess I don't like playing god with other people like that.
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It's scary as heck, as all surgeries are. I remove myself from the issue and ask myself if I'm screwed up enough to take on a kitty abortion. Obviously i am not.
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It's not that. If she dies, that's... something that happens. One day some neighbor is talking to you about how to translate a scene in a k-drama, next day she's dead. It happens.
No, what I mean is that of all the females I've really known well in my life, Sasha was by far the most mature and most responsible one. And yet she's the one got spayed. 100% unironically when I see the decisions that human females make about reproduction I wonder if maybe they should be spaying us.
You think I'm joking. I'm not joking.
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